<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=343089" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Orphan Boy's Tale</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Stay, lady, stay, for mercy's sake,<br>And hear a helpless orphan's tale,<br>Ah! sure my looks must pity wake,<br>'Tis want that makes my cheek so pale. </div><div style="margin:10px 0">Yet I was once a mother's pride,<br>And my brave father's hope and joy,<br>But in the Nile's proud fight he died,<br>And I am now an orphan boy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Poor foolish child! how pleased was I, <br>When news of Nelson's victory came,<br>Along the crowded streets to fly,<br>And see the lighted windows flame!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">To force me home my mother sought,<br>She could not bear to see my joy;<br>For with my father's life 'twas bought,<br>And made me a poor orphan boy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">The people's shouts were long and loud,<br>My mother, shuddering, clos'd her ears;<br>'Rejoice! rejoice!' still cried the crowd;<br>My mother answered with her tears.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Why are you crying thus,' said I,<br>'While others laugh and shout for joy?'<br>She kiss'd me -- and with such a sigh!<br>She called me her poor orphan boy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'What is an orphan boy?' I cried,<br>As in her face I look'd and smil'd;<br>My mother through her tears replied,<br>'You'll know too soon, ill-fated child!'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">And now they've toll'd my mother's knell,<br>And I'm no more a parent's joy;<br>O lady, -- I have learnt too well<br>What 'tis to be an orphan boy.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Oh! were I by your bounty fed!<br>Nay, gentle lady, do not chide,--<br>Trust me, I mean to earn my bread;<br>The sailor's orphan boy has pride.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Lady, you weep! -- ha? -- this to me?<br>You'll give me clothing, food, employ<br>Look down, dear parents! look and see<br>Your happy, happy orphan boy!</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Amelia+Opie">Amelia Opie</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=343089" data-title="The Orphan Boy's Tale de Amelia Opie" data-description="Stay, lady, stay, for mercy's sake, And hear a helpless orphan's tale, Ah! sure my looks must pity wake, 'Tis want that makes my cheek so pale. Yet I was once a mother's pride, And my brave father's hope and joy, But in the Nile's proud fight he..."></div> </div> </div>

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